A Boeing 747 was flying through the air, it's engines roaring and it's nose diving through the wind. It was perfect weather: the sun was shining brightly and there was a feeble refreshing breeze. Many had taken advantage of this and when the Boeing flew over the beach dozens of tiny black dots were visible.

Inside the airplane were many passengers, each on it for different reasons. The Thompson family was enjoying the flight, the children playing with their portable game device and Mr. and Mrs. Thompson were enjoying one of the rare moments of not having to mind their children.

''Mommy? I need to go to the bathroom!''
''Alright Molly. You know where it is by now?'' Mrs. Thompson said.
''I won't go alone!'' Molly yelled, as if her mother had stabbed her with a needle.

''John, I'm taking Molly to the bathroom. Keep a eye on James, will you?''
Mr. Thompson snorted loudly and Mrs. Thompson poked on his head. Mr. Thompson awakened, looking alarmed. When he saw the face of Mrs. Thompson however, he laughed.

''Molly needs to go to the bathroom. Watch over James.'' She said curtly, clearly offended.

''Alright, alright. Relax a bit.'' Mr. Thompson said grumpily. ''I'm not a child anymore.''
''Sometimes I think you are.'' Mrs. Thompson said, tugging Molly's arm and leaving for the bathroom.

Mr. Thompson tried to get back to sleep and was successful. After a few minutes he was snorting loudly again. Mrs. Thompson and Molly hadn't returned from the bathroom yet and James was enjoying a shooter on his gaming device. There was a baby crying a few seats away but he was quickly silenced with a spoon.

Suddenly a clear bang shot throughout the airplane. Mr. Thompson waked up, while other people threw themselves on the ground, afraid. Mr. Thompson saw a man dressed in a black robe and his face hidden behind a mask and a cowl. The mask was white, covering the whole face except for the eyes, which were brightly blue. A second shot caused Mr. Thompson to throw himself on the ground too. Mr. Thompson looked to his left and was relieved that James was hiding underneath his seat.
Where were his wife and daughter? Mr. Thompson thought. He lifted his head slightly and saw the masked man again. Suddenly a man had risen from his seat and had tried to attack the masked man. Without any effort the masked man dodged the attack and raised his pistol. He shot the man in his head, throwing his body on the ground.

''Anyone who tries to resist will be killed without mercy.'' The masked man spoke. His voice was low and almost monotone, but very clear at the same moment.

''I, the Shadow, have hijacked this aircraft. I am not here to kill or capture you, nor to take your belongings. I am here to bring a message. The corrupt government and their allies shall soon fall, and you shall be either with me, or against me.''

After that he took a parachute from the cargo rack and equipped it on his back. He opened the plane door and jumped out of it. After having fallen for some time he opened his parachute and fell down silently. He grinned behind his mask. He was sure this would be reported by the media. All was going according to plan.